Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Funeral Cortege Of My Father Comments

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The black cars grim in the rain's steady drip,
the determination to carry father to his grave.
My father who hated cold water, downpours
and dreary afternoons without yellow sunlight,
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Hardik Vaidya 06 March 2013

Bernard Henrie I was not sure how to respond to this poem, but then I thought I would respond with honesty. Scintillating, every word is positioned where it shines in its true light. Enthralling.

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